The place is subtle, unprepossessing,
Ragged with bramble and saplings.
I could walk by it without seeing.
I have walked by it without seeing.
But when I see, it shines.
There was a blanket on the ground.
There was whisky, and kissing, and conversation.
And we lit a fire there
That burns and burns and burns.
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